In the dead of night, when the stars and moon had hidden away, Yan Zhao finally returned to the estate of the heir apparent.
Lianzi stood outside the room, glaring coldly at Yan Zhao. "My lord, the mistress of the heir apparent is already asleep. Please don't disturb her!"
Yan Zhao gritted his teeth. "I'm going back to my own bridal chamber."
He must have been too lenient lately. Lianzi actually dared to block his way and even audaciously glare at him.
Moreover, it seemed as if she had someone backing her up, strutting around haughtily like a goose!
Impatiently, he turned to Lianye beside him. He saw her hesitating and biting her lips. "My lord, did you do something wrong to make the mistress angry?"
Was it ordered by Wanwan?
Yan Zhao recalled. After receiving the imperial edict, he couldn't hold back his anger and neglected Wanwan. Was that why she was angry?
"Let me in. I'll explain it to Wanwan."
If it was just Lianzi, that would be fine. But Lianye also dared to block his way. "My lord, please don't force your way in."
She had no idea what mistake the lord had made.
Just now, the mistress of the heir apparent had demonstrated a "slap on the stone table with her bare hands", which showed her temper.
If the lord went in, he might be carried out like the stone table later.
Yan Zhao: "..."
Inside the room, Ning Yuwan bit her lips. The water - like vision had long dissipated.
However, the intimate actions between Yan Zhao and Pei Yunluo kept replaying in front of her eyes. She grabbed the pillow and couldn't help pounding it in anger.
He actually dared to go against this dragon!
He was still being all lovey - dovey with his lover and couldn't cut the ties!
It was simply too much!
Weak and unfit for excessive activities?
He clearly wanted to have both women and enjoy the blessings of being with multiple partners!
No way!
In her chest, the soul body that had been silent for a long time seemed to sense her entanglement. It trembled as if to comfort her or admonish her.
Ning Yuwan frowned and straightened her face. She came to the mortal world originally to avenge the original body.
It was a pity that Yan Zhao's good looks had misled this dragon!
But judging from Yan Zhao's actions today, she must divorce Yan Zhao according to the strict "Seven Grounds for Divorce" for women in the mortal world!
That night, neither of them slept well.
Especially Yan Zhao. Since breakfast, he had been coughing continuously.
There was also a hint of water in the bottom of his eyes. He thought Wanwan would look over, but he saw her calmly sipping porridge without even giving him an extra glance.
"Zhao'er, haven't you taken your medicine?"
Nanny Wang rushed in, holding the list of gifts for Ning Yuwan's return - visit to her natal family. Only then did she take a second look at him. "Hurry up and take one. You have to accompany the mistress of the heir apparent on her return - visit today."
"I've taken it."
Yan Zhao's voice was so low that it was almost inaudible, sounding aggrieved.
His health had always been like this, and Nanny Wang was used to it. Besides, the return - visit was the most important thing now. "Mistress of the heir apparent, take a look. Do you need to add anything else?"
The gifts prepared by Nanny Wang were very comprehensive. Ning Yuwan just took a casual look. "That's fine. Thank you for your hard work, Nanny Wang."
"It's not hard. Mistress, go back today and have a good chat with your parents. Don't be in a hurry to come back. There's me and Old Zhou to take care of the house."
Although Nanny Wang was a bit talkative, she was meticulous in details.
Ning Yuwan thought that in a few days, she would take out some things from her private collection and give them to Nanny Wang, Lianye and Lianzi as a token of gratitude.
She had just stood up when she felt a gentle bump on her waist.
She just took a half - step back, but the person deliberately put his arm around her waist, showing excessive concern. "My lady, are you okay?"
Ning Yuwan pushed him away. "I'm fine."
Yan Zhao refused to let go and hugged her tightly. "Wanwan, don't be angry."
Ning Yuwan probed meaningfully. "Do you know why I'm angry?"
"I neglected you last night."
Obviously, he was not willing to admit what mistake he had made.
Ning Yuwan felt disappointed. "It's getting late. It's time to set off."
She knew in her heart that Yan Zhao definitely didn't know what mistake he had made. After all, he was just a mortal and couldn't guess her supernatural powers.
But what he had done was betrayal.
It had touched on her need for exclusive possession.
The atmosphere in the carriage was strange.
Three people looked at each other, while the remaining one pretended not to see and read a storybook.
Suddenly, Lianye covered her mouth. "It's so hot. Mistress, this servant wants to go out and get some fresh air."
"Okay."
With Ning Yuwan's permission, she immediately dragged Lianzi out.
Yan Zhao reached out and grabbed the storybook. "Wanwan, your husband is more handsome than this storybook."
As he got closer, the familiar faint fragrance tempted Ning Yuwan again. Her delicate nose twitched slightly, and her long eyelashes fluttered involuntarily.
Good looks were really useful.
Yan Zhao always knew that Ning Yuwan liked his face, and he always made good use of it.
For example, at this moment.
"Wanwan, don't be angry."
His slightly cool hand led Ning Yuwan's hand to his chest. "When you're angry, my heart aches."
Ning Yuwan had always been straightforward. After holding it in for a whole night and a whole morning, she was nothing but irritable.
"Does the lord say such things to all women?"
"Only to you."
There seemed to be endless tenderness in Yan Zhao's throat, but Ning Yuwan didn't believe him.
"Yesterday, you still haven't told me. Is Pei Yunluo your lover?"
She brought up Pei Yunluo again.
The first thing that came to Yan Zhao's mind was his encounter with Pei Yunluo last night. Then he shook his head slightly.
Wanwan had some abilities, but he thought that at most she had the ability to make people hallucinate. She shouldn't be that all - powerful.
He smiled and tapped Ning Yuwan's nose. "Only Wanwan is my lover!"
He had done this same action to Pei Yunluo yesterday. If Ning Yuwan were a cat, she would definitely have fluffed up her fur by now. "You're saying one thing and thinking another."
Yan Zhao was about to raise his hand to swear. "I swear!"
She had just read about this in a storybook. The man would falsely swear an oath like "If I break this oath, may I be struck by lightning", and then the woman would immediately cover his mouth in reluctance, afraid that something bad would happen to him.
But Ning Yuwan wouldn't. She raised her eyebrows and waited. "Go on."
"If I have a lover other than Wanwan, may I be struck by lightning!"
Ning Yuwan pinched a spell and even wanted to create a lightning strike on the spot.
But at this very moment, her spiritual power was empty again.
She bit her lips angrily. "I don't believe it."
Yan Zhao put his arm around her slender waist, and his thin lips got closer. His oath was in his kiss. "Wanwan, you're the only one in my heart."
Ning Yuwan: Darn it, I was ambushed!
"But I saw you with Pei Yunluo!"
She suddenly broke free. "You were hugging and being all lovey - dovey. Now you're trying to deceive me. Do you really think I won't get angry?"
The charming atmosphere dissipated with her words. Yan Zhao let go of her. "You were following me?"
She didn't!
Ning Yuwan was speechless. Casting a spell shouldn't count as following, right?
For some reason, she felt a strong sense of guilt in her heart.
When she was nervous, her lips became extremely dry. She couldn't help licking them. "Well, maybe I was following you."
Seeing her like this, there was not only shock but also amusement in Yan Zhao's heart.
He was shocked because he had been very careful and concealed himself throughout the process. He knew for sure that no one was following him. It seemed that his wife was indeed more powerful than he had imagined.
He was amused because she obviously hadn't heard the details of what he and Pei Yunluo had said.
"Didn't you get closer to hear what we were talking about?"
Ning Yuwan glared at him. "Do you still want me to watch?"
Did he think she didn't want to?
It was just that her spiritual power was not enough!
Yan Zhao intertwined his fingers with hers. "Wanwan, I'll tell you what I said to Pei Yunluo tonight, okay?"